Mom Ravages Her Precious Daughter with a Black Monster Cock
"Fuck! Fucking bitch!!" Slap—!Slap—!! Incomprehensible shouts mingled with the crude, fleshy smacks of skin colliding, echoing through the air.
...Where... am I?
As her blurry vision gradually sharpened, she saw a room filled with a gloomy purple haze. In the center stood a king-sized bed.
"Aaang—! Ang—! Ang—!" "Haaah— Ohoook—...!" "Ahhhhuuuk!!"
Women with voluptuous bodies—pale white skin, deep black skin, and rich brown skin—lay completely naked, moaning as they fucked someone.
"Huuu—...!"
A man with intensely dark black skin stood tall on the bed, receiving oral from the women while puffing on a cigar, exhaling smoke. He stood at least 190cm tall, his body packed with muscle, looking less like a man and more like a beast.
"Oook..! Ok..!"
"Suck it right. If you want the money."
The woman giving him fellatio had her lips stretched obscenely wide around his impossibly massive cock, gasping and moaning as if on the verge of passing out.
...Alex Parker.
Ayoung unwittingly whispered the black man's name, then clapped a hand over her mouth in shock.
...Huh? No hand...?
But she had no hand—no body at all. Only her hearing and sight remained intact.
Crack—!
"Don't lift your ass!"
"Y-yes... yesss!!"
Meanwhile, the black man finished the last of the drugs in his cigar and crushed the big, brown-skinned Latina woman's ass beneath his crotch, resuming their fuck.
Pang—! Pang—! Pang—!Creak—! Creak—! Creak—!
The bed sheets heaved and bucked under the relentless downward thrust of his hips, bouncing and sinking repeatedly.
"Aaak..! Ak..!! Ahhhuuk..!!"
The white woman beneath endured his full-weight pounding pistons, her cries a mix of pain and ecstasy impossible to distinguish.
...Oh my... god...!
Ayoung wanted desperately to look away from the obscene spectacle.
"You slut! Squeeze that pussy!!" Pang—! Pang—! Pang—!
The black giant's rutting with the women looked nothing like lovemaking—just beasts mating.
To Ayoung, who had only ever made love tenderly with her beloved husband, this was vulgar, filthy motion she'd never witnessed.
"Yesss—! I'll squeeze— squeeze for you, Alexxx—!!"
...Huh? How am I understanding what they're saying?
As she caught the Latina's shout, Ayoung realized the English dialogue all sounded like Korean to her.
Whoosh—...
Then her view began drifting closer to the black giant named Alex Parker.
...Eeeh?! Squish—..!!
And the sensation of being sucked into his body hit.
> Parasitize a female... Survive...
- Listen up, Alex. That slick-dressed fucker. Bash his skull in from behind!
At someone's command, a ragged-clothed boy charged with a steel pipe.
- So I smashed that rotten nose punk...!
The man, oblivious despite the boy sneaking up, leaned on his car talking on the phone. Swing— Crack—!
- Gurk...!?
Without hesitation, he struck the man's head with the pipe. Thud—...!
As the man screamed and collapsed, the boy stripped his clothes, rifling pockets for wallet and jewelry.
- Good job! Alex! Perfect!
- Haha—! Wanna take a drive for old times' sake?!
Moments later, two adult black men emerged from the alley shadows, taking the wallet and keys from the boy. They opened the unconscious man's car door.
Vroom—!!!
The black boy called Alex hopped in the back seat. Leaving the man in his underwear passed out on the street, the car sped off.
Shrrr— The scene shifted like film reel.
- No way. Only 500g for this? You fucking with me?! Bam—!
A black youth slammed his fist on the desk stacked with cash bundles.
...Alex?
He looked nothing like the ragged boy—now suited up. Yet Ayoung knew instantly it was Alex Parker, as if whispered in her ear.
- Heh. That's us cutting you a big deal. Who sells heroin at that price these days?
The beret-wearing fat white man smirked smugly, even to Ayoung's eyes.
- Oh yeah? Then deal's off. Spit back our shit. Every last gram!
- Can't do that... Deal's done, right?
- Can't? You said can't? Huh?!
Tensions rose, neither backing down...
- Whatever! Our brotherhood paid up. Take it or leave it. We'll reclaim it if you ditch.
Kkh—! The fat man waved dismissively, turning for the back iron door.
Click—!
Alex drew a black pistol from his coat—
- Get the fuck out—!!!! Bang bang bang bang—!!!
Like with the boyhood victim, bullets shredded the man's skull and flabby body.
...Kyaaaah!!
Ayoung screamed at the gore, but her vision wouldn't turn away.
- Hahk..! Hek...!
Breathing ragged, Alex tossed the pistol on the table, stuffing cash bundles into the open bag.
Bang—!
- Alex! Gunshots inside... you crazy!? His buddy burst in, spotting the white man's corpse.
- Alex! You lost it? Killing Mark's brotherhood? What the fuck?!
- That prick thought I was soft!
- Still, man...
- John, listen. In this world, get seen as soft once, you're done. Shut up and grab the cash bag. We got more payments due.
Click—..!
Alex tossed bundles to John, reloading his pistol.
Tap—!
As they exited—
Shrrr—!
Scenes flashed rapidly again... No, Alex's memories.
- Krroo...! Slap—! Slap—!
High on drugs, raping women. Bang! Bang! Bang! Shooting at rivals.
- Nice! Great deal! Haha!
Selling mystery goods for cash.
...Huuuuk.. They're pouring into me...!
Ayoung's mind fused with the unwanted life story of Alex Parker.
Drip—
Finally settling on one clear scene.
Whirr—.
A transparent glass door slid open. Step— Step—
"This the country?"
Alex Parker emerged in a luxurious suit.
"Heh... Wonder what the women here taste like?"
No longer boy or youth—a full middle-aged man.
"Boss."
"We'll escort you."
His underlings emerged, earned through illicit deals and bloody fights, making him gang boss.
"Nah. This time, I wanna walk myself."
"Pardon?"
"Prepped meals ain't my style."
Tap—!
Alex boarded the luxury car, saying,
"Call if I need ya."
"Yes, boss!"
Window up. Vroom— Screech—!
After a long drive, he parked on a busy street.
"Hmm..."
Stepping out slowly, scanning surroundings.
'Not flashy, but not bad... Spent too long in noisy hellholes.'
"Huuu..."
Puffing a drug-laced cigar, he walked. Crowds parted around him—no one dared meet his eyes, avoiding collision.
No wonder. A 190cm giant with shoulders double a normal man's, mafia boss vibe—none dared cross.
'No bitch catches my eye.'
He liked meaty tits and ass—voluptuous women. Top whores worldwide wouldn't stroll common streets.
"This is awkward..."
Muttering, reaching for a fresh cigar—
"Kyaaak—!"
'Scream?'
A woman's shriek drew his gaze afar.
"Kuh... kuaak—!" "Kyaaak! Oppa!?"
A man writhing in agony, a young woman panicking beside him.
'Something's off...'
Street-raised Alex sensed trouble instinctively.
Tap—.
Turning to leave—
Plop—..! Plop—..!
His view caught weirdness.
"FUCK!!"
'What the hell's happening?!'
Men on the street vanished, clothes crumpling empty.
Stagger—..!
'Me too...!?'
His vision blurred, height dropping...
> Current body survival: 200 days...
> Must fuse with a female...
Splat—..! Splat—..!
Alex became just cock and balls—a parasitic dick.
Other new dicks panicked or froze, but...
'Gotta parasitize a female to live, right?'
Highly adaptable, Alex assessed and scanned for a host.
"Kyaaak—!"
"O... Oppa's turned into a dick...?"
Streets full of women, but...
'These the best I got?!'
None satisfied. Knowing fusion meant permanent life together, he sought worthy.
'Parasitize her? Or find better?'
With 200 days and confidence he could overpower any bitch, Splat—!
He darted into an alley.
'Thought I'd never return to dark alleys... Now back as a cock.'
Splat.. Splat..
Alex waddled on balls through the alley, chased by rats and strays. Squeak—!! Meow—!!
'Some sight for outlaw Alex Parker.'
Days... weeks passed, seeking the perfect host.
Splat— Splat—
'Empty again today...'
Post-event streets empty of people, let alone women.
'Woman...? No... She's already fused.'
Rare finds were futanari—reeking male pheromones despite female forms. Unmistakable.
'Just any bitch...? Hah! Me, tiring out?'
Alex felt his ego fading.
Strong-willed, but parasitic dicks' desires amplified, eroding self into animal instinct.
'Fuck...!'
Alex had lived for lust his whole life.
'One more day... Find my match...!'
Stubborn pride held, but eventually only "Parasitize... superior bitch..." remained.
> Remaining survival: 20 days...
Now with scant days left, he lurked in alley corners, waiting.
Patpat—..
Footsteps rushed into the quiet alley.
"Hahk.. Hak.. Hak.."
'Female...?'
Ragged female breaths lifted his "head" (glans).
"Haa..."
Black wavy-haired woman. Pretty but demure, plain—not quite his taste. But...
-Jiggle-..!
Beneath her lifted gaze: deep cleavage...
Shake..— Ivory-thin fabric outlining huge curved hips and perfect birthing ass!
'Perfect... bitch...!'
Sensing his ideal, the black parasitic dick—
—Pew—!
—leapt into the basket she'd dropped.